it makes me sweat even now

such sheer terror left its mark

there's nothing worse than a

child imprisoned in the dark

 

she'd blame me for being bad

I'd struggle but to little avail,

hoisted in the black cupboard

dusty, warm, beyond the pale

 

bent in two and scared of mice

heard her laughter downstairs

something tickling my shoulder

the silk touch of spider's...

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CUPBOARD

What is hiding inside your cupboard? Out sight and mind, forgotten about. Could there be a stolen stash of cash from a bank job that was never recovered? Or an antique Webbley pistol from World War One? Worth three grand. Maybe a small enchanted gold necklace lurks there which belonged to a real witch. Does she miss it? An old piece of paper with a faded love poem wrote in purple ...

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